Back in my sleep-over camp-out nights, with the campfire crackling and tossing spooky shadows, the wind howling and tree branches scraping on the tent, we used to make scary spookier still with a game called

Yikes!

Things that go bump in the night. . . Scary, right?

Scary how a simple bump sound—in the right setting at the right time—sends tingles, quivers, hair-raising heebie-jeebies shivers chasing up our spines.

Oooooohhhhh CREAK

SCRATCH EEK

EEK YOWL

HOWL

Mwahaha

SCREECH SCRITCH

WHAT’S THAT NOISE . . .

Thump THWACK

thwaaaaaaaaaa

It is said that everyone fears the same thing—the Unknown. Thus, the secret to writing scary is not what you write—but what you leave out.

“Readers will imagine the rest, filling in the gaps with whatever scares them most,” noted Nocturium in a post**.  

Which takes me right back to those spine-tingling sounds. Let’s give it a Gooo—GH!

Poetry Challenge #111

One Dark and Storm . . . YIKES!

Write a scary poem.

Now, make it even scarier still by replacing specifics with sounds words.

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Don’t think about it too much;

See if you can scare yourself silly!

**For more spooky stuff here’s a great post: How to Write a Scary Story on the Nocturim

*Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge a terrifying number of days ago. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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It is said that the Boston Cream Pie was invented in Boston—hence the name. More specifically, “In 1856, at Boston’s Parker House Hotel, French chef Monsieur Augustine Francois Anezin created this pudding and cake combination.” It was declared the official dessert of Massachusetts in 1996. (In case you need cause to celebrate, Oct 23rd is National Boston Creme Pie Day!)

Poetry Challenge #110

Boston Creme Pie . . . Oh My!

I don’t live in Boston or in Massachusetts. And I can’t say whether I love Boston Cream Pie. But from the looks of it, I think I might—I do love Boston Cream donuts—And looking at those yellow cake layers, that creamy custard y-pudding filling, the smooth chocolate icing. Yum!

What might the official dessert of your town be if YOU got to name it?

Write a poem describing your dessert. Make our mouths water just thinking about it!

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; just do it!

Afterwards, celebrate with Boston Creme Pie! Here’s a recipe.

P.S. I looked it up. For what it’s worth, the chef who created the first Boston Creme whatever, baked it in a pie tin, so that’s why he called it a pie.

*Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge more than 8-years of dessert ago. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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Giant Popcorn, extra butter and salt, a coke for Mom, a thermos of something for Dad, a baggie of home-packed candies for us kids.

My brother and I, in our jammies, loved playing on the playground—with one eye on the cartoons barely visible in the dusk.

Our parents picked the movies. They did not expect us to watch the movies. (After all, in the summer it didn’t get dark until way past our bedtimes.) They expected we’d last through the previews, and the cartoons (drive-in movies always started with a cartoon or two.) That’s why we went to the drive-in in our jammies. Nighty-night kiddos.

Hello “Illustrated Man.”

Hello memories seared into my brain. (Maybe the one time I didn’t fall immediately asleep.). Dang it was freaky.

Hello Ray Bradbury!

Ray Bradbury published more than 30 books and 600 short stories in his lifetime, Illustrated Man being one; Fahrenheit 451 being most banned . (He passed in 2012). Even now his books are edgy, funny, timely, infinitely readable and relatable.

And get this: Ray Bradbury, NEVER WORKED A DAY IN HIS LIFE!

That Inspires Me! (read on)

"I’ve never worked a day in my life. I’ve never worked a day in my life. The joy of writing has propelled me from day to day and year to year. I want you to envy me, my joy. Get out of here tonight and say: ‘Am I being joyful?’ And if you’ve got a writer’s block, you can cure it this evening by stopping whatever you’re writing and doing something else. You picked the wrong subject.” — Ray Bradbury at The Sixth Annual Writer’s Symposium by the Sea, 2001

Postscript: After this blog post published, I received the following note from Kevin Kane, an author, playwright, musician—baseball historian etc. etc. whose life reads like adventure. Bradbury fans read on:

If you don’t have a physical dictionary (Borrow a library copy or Go buy one!!! You should have one!!!), you can use a website such as m-w.com or dictionary.com and look for a list of words of the day.

Poetry Challenge #109

Dictionary Roulette

One of my favorite prompts when I get stuck with any writing is to take a dictionary, open to a random page, and write down the first word I see. Sometimes I roll three dice and open to that page. Sometimes I have someone pick a number between 1 and 948 (the number of pages in my favorite dictionary) and then another number between 1 and 68 (the average number of words on the two pages) and I find my word that way.

Using the Close-Your-Eyes-and-Point method, Roll-the-Dice method, Pick-A-Number method, find 5 words. Write a 5-line poem using all 5 words.

Pick 5 Words

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; just do it.

*Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge almost 8 days ago. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. (This one is Cindy’s.) If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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Where have all the teddys gone?/Long time passing./Where have all the teddys gone/mums have tossed them, everyone….

Pete Seeger, forgive me for riffing off your heartful song, but it’s true. I can not recall the last time I saw a kiddle cuddling a teddy.

How many of us had a favorite Teddy—by “Teddy” I mean that bunny, stuffie, blankie, lovie, bear or otherwise you loved as a child? Mine was named “Noy-Noy.” All these years later I still recall times when it seemed Noy-Noy was my only friend.

Likewise, how many of us recall being teased about that beloved Teddy? Or having been shamed into leaving it behind? Bernard Waber’s Ira Sleeps Over immediately comes to mind.

For that matter, how many of us have discarded, lost, ignored, stuffed into a box, closet, attic, under the bed . . .  that beloved Teddy?

Poetry Challenge #108

This One’s for Teddy!

Climb into your attic (metaphoric or otherwise) take out your beloved Teddy, dust it off and give it a big hug—in the form of a poem.

Begin by taking a moment to recall your Teddy (substitute the appropriate moniker).

What does it look like? What did it feel like? And more, what did holding it make you feel?

Did you and your Teddy go on adventures together?

Can you think of a recent time you wish you had Teddy?

Drawing on these moments, write Teddy a poem. Let your Teddy’s name be the title of the poem.

Give Your “Teddy” a mental (or real-time) hug

Set the timer for 7 Minutes

Start Writing!

Let’s Here it for Teddy Picture Book List:

Ira Sleeps Over by Bernard Waber

The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams

Knuffle Bunny: A Cautionary Tale by Mo Willems

The Secrets of Ninja School by Deb Pilutti

41 Books with Stuffed Animals at Their Heart blog post

*Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge eons ago. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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Lightning McQueen from Cars, Kit from Knight Rider, and Bandit from Smokey and the Bandit, are a few infamous ones.

The kids named my old Mom Minivan “Doris.” Doris didn’t mind one bit…in fact, I think our old van liked having a name, it made her feel like part of the family. (At least she never blew a gasket!)

Poetry Challenge #107

Baby, You Can Name Your Car!

Think about a car or other mode of transportation you use—EQUAL RIGHTS FOR BIKES!!!

Jot down some words that describe it. What’s its shape? color? size? Does it run well? Make any strange noises? Where does it like to go best? What might you name your car that makes you think of any/all of these things?

An ode is a poem of praise. Let’s write an ode to your car with these restrictions:

 First line: One word—maybe the brand of your car, the model, or just the word “car”.

Second line: Two words—two adjectives describing the car (color, size, # of doors, etc.)

Third line: Three words—What does your car do?

Fourth line: Two words—How does your car make you feel?

Fifth line: Your car’s name!

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; get writing! VROOOOOOOOM!

Name Your Car Playlist:

Baby You Can Drive My Car by The Beatles

Baby You Can Drive My Car by The Beatles

Baby You Can Drive My Car by The Beatles (You get the idea.)

*Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge many moons ago. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. (This one was Cindy’s.) If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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This time of year, after months of dry heat and dry weather, I’m a lobster—literally

But in my mind, with my collar turned up and a towel wrapped around my head like a stiff beehive updo…

I’m Kate Pierson or Cindy Wilson of the B52’s

Guitar please: dur-dur-dur dah-dah duh-da-duh-duh Oooh-ahhhh….

Rock Lobster!

What comes to mind when you think of a lobster?

Is it the cola-guzzling lobster in Erin Moulton’s funny, heartful Tracing the Stars?

Diane Keaton’s  lobster scene from Annie Hall?

Pilgrimage to the world’s largest lobster?

Or, like me, a rockin’ red lobster?

Poetry Challenge #106

Lobster Day 

Drawing on that lobster experience (or one imagined), list seven words, one beginning with each letter of the word lobster.

Use that list to craft a  seven-line lobster poem.

In addition, the poem might include: a sound, a smell, a location, a texture, and the word “ruckus”.

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; just get cracking!

* There is actually a National Lobster Day! (But why wait until Sept. 25th to celebrate?)

**Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge more days ago that I can count. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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Lighthouse Keepers inspire me. Think about it, they live, often on isolated islands, sometimes alone, with the full time mission of shining light. Light to guide. Light to reassure. Light to point the way.

Sally Snowman was the only female lighthouse keeper in the US. (I don’t know about now.) She had been the keeper of Boston Light, in Boston Harbor for 17 years when this photo was taken in 2020. (Read more about Sally in Natasha Frost’s Atlas Obsura article, click on the picture)—but not this second! Read on first!

Mary Ellen Sherlock is more “Light Keeper” than Lighthouse Keeper. She is a source of light. I first met her at a book fair—her table was across the aisle and down from mine. She glowed, her table of books all with stuffies beckoned, and pulled me and everyone else in. As I soon found out, Mary Ellen was glowing because she stuffed with ideas, interest, curiosity.

Mary Ellen’s curiosity, and wonder—and gumption—compels her to seek out creatives. To unearth their stories, and to share them. When the opportunity to host a podcast of her own was presented, Mary Ellen glowed.

Recently, about 20 episodes ago, Lighthouse Keepers Podcast, went live. Mary Ellen goal: “amplify stories of compassion, resilience, and service.” Here’s the mission: “Through heartfelt conversations, she spotlights the individuals and organizations working tirelessly to make the world a kinder, brighter place.”

The Lighthouse Keepers Podcast is on YouTube—Subscribe!

In December (hence the holly-jolly everywhere) I was delighted, and privileged to be one of her guests. What’s even more fun is that we filmed the session in A Book Place Boutique, with our buddy, Jocelyn (the owner, curator of this delightful so-much-more than a bookshop) looking on, laughing occasionally, ahem…

Keeping the light, shining the light, spotlighting service and kindness and joy—That’s Inspiring!

Happy Birthday! Every day is somebody’s birthday! Who do you know who has a birthday coming up soon?

If it’s YOU then, according to A.I. Astrology, you are:

The zodiac sign is Aquarius (♒︎), the Water-Bearer, an Air sign ruling from roughly January 20th to February 19th, known for being innovative, intellectual, humanitarian, independent, and sometimes rebellious

Poetry Challenge #105

Happy Birthday to You-Know-Who!!!!

Can you write a poem to that person telling them why they’re special or what they mean to you?

Work on it until every word is exactly the one you want.

Do you want your poem to rhyme?

Do you want it to have a certain number of syllables on a line?

Is it a list poem or a story? You get to decide.

You can even give it to the person as a birthday gift!

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; just do it.

Wouldn’t be much of a birthday without a song. Here Goes: YOU SAY IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY by the Beatles

 *Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge more than 3200+days ago. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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Not the whole song either. Just the part everybody knows. And I do mean EVERYBODY. Sing with me:

Purple rain, purple rain

Purple rain, purple rain

Purple rain, purple rain

Blah-blah blah-blah la-la la-la in the purple rain...

Oh my word, we must have watched that movie seventy times (back then HBO featured movies for a month). But I digress:

Poetry Challenge #104

Purple Rain

If Prince could do it—and create a classic and make zillions in the process, then we can too. In the inimitable style of Prince:

Choose one concrete noun (Rain for instance, but not rain).

Choose one color (purple is off limits).

Put them together in whichever order pleases you. Use those words to begin a poem.

If you are feeling lazy, copy the pattern of “Purple Rain” (then you’ll only have to invent that last line.)

Hopefully the two words you’ve chose will fire up your inner the rock star!

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; do it! Rock OUT!

*And no it’s not his birthday. Prince Roger Nelson, aka “Prince” was born June 7, 1958, he died April 21, 2016. But his music lives on! 

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You know the saying, “Want something done? Ask a busy person to do it.” My writer-buddy-friend Jim Smolski is one of the busiest people I know. And one way “cool” dude (yep, that’s Jim with his long board back in the day. Get this, while he now lives in the Houston area, he hails from Long Island, just up island from me, now—same sand, same waves, same haircut my brother, Joe, wore.)

When Jim’s not constructing homes and woodworking—or maybe while he is—he’s crafting stories, poems, cartoons, and art. Impressive as that sounds (and exhausting) what Jim does in his “spare” time is what inspires me:

Driveway Art with “The Grandpa Man”

Some time back, a few neighborhood kids expressed interest in art Jim was making. Taking it as a sign, Jim invited them to give it a try.

It started with one table, a few children, and some art supplies…

The line of bikes and wagons kept growing as word of “Grandpa Man’s” Pop-up art classes spread. And get this, neighbors, watching the budding artists, have started donating funds and supplies to keep the classes going.

Jim never fails to try the weekly poetry-challenges. Here’s a recent one to kick off the new year. (Mind you this is less than 7-minutes poeming.) But it seasoned with a dash of Jim’s spirit!

 Glad Tidings

I resolved to break my record.

Make my resolution last.

I decided I would stay on course.

Not give up on them, so fast.

We do have good intentions.

Our plan is to improve. 

But life goes on and back we fall.

A needle in a groove.

I’ll find fortitude unmatched.

To escape from the misguidings.

My resolution for the year.

Is to wish you all glad tidings.

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Poetry Challenge #103

Back to Biz

Write a poem about the first day back . . . to whatever?

Work?

School?

Back after a lovely vacation?

First day back after a miserable one….

Are you excited/miserable/relieved? Does anything surprise you? What do you like best? Least? 

Try writing your poem in couplets—two lines that rhyme.

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; just do it.

Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge more than 8 years ago. We take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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“Good tidings” I love that phrase. I always assumed “tidings” was some ye old sailor’s greeting, referring to the tides, as in, high tide, tide in, tide out…some cheery send off along the lines of “sail on my wayward son/they’ll be …”

I was wrong.

According to my Google AI Overview, tidings “comes from Old English tidung, meaning "an event, an occurrence, or a piece of news". It's linked to Old Norse tíðendi (events, news) and Germanic words for time, like German Zeitung (newspaper).”

Nothing whatsoever to do with the sea. I’ve been wrong about a lot of things. And that’s exactly what this prompt is all about! So read on my wayward friends:

Poetry Challenge #102

May Old Resolutions Be Forgot

At the beginning of the new year, we all make those resolutions—with the best of intentions. The most common resolutions people make are: exercise more, eat less, spend more time with family, get organized, save money, learn a new skill.

Forget whatever you have resolved every other year…wipe the slate clean.

Write a poem of glad tidings for the coming year which includes one resolution.

It can rhyme…or not.

It can be short…or not.

It must contain some positive, hopeful, seaworthy feeling! Onward!

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; just do it.

Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge over 8 New Years Days ago. We take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us by writing a poem, let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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Merry Fishmas from the Fishbowl!

Here at the Kelly’s Fishbowl we celebrate all the holidays—with food

Blood worms for everyone!

and a heaping dose of silly.

Right now, Norman and the elf fish are swimming rings around Diver Santa trying to guess where he left their treats.

(Bet you didn’t know that after delivering all those goodies Christmas Eve, Santa refreshes with a dip in Norman’s bowl…secrets out!)

We have gifts for you! 5 more Fishmas Jokes to get your fins fluttering. Here goes:

Q: What is Santa Jaws favorite time of day?

A: 12:25

Q: Why don’t clams and oysters give out Christmas presents?

A: Because they’re shellfish

Q: What kind of fish tops Norman’s Christmas tree?

A: A starfish

Q: What do Christmas and lobsters have in common?

A: Sandy Claws

Q: How many presents can Santa Jaws fit into his empty sack?

A: Only one…after that it’s not empty.

WHY?

Because we, me, he have been compiling fishy Christmas jokes to as our gift to you. (And have no fear, there’s a prompt at the rear.)

Below are 5 of Norman’s Finniest Christmas Jokes. Can you guess the answers?

Some of them are real sinkers so get ready. . .

Q: What is Whale Santa’s official greeting?

Scroll down for the answer . . .

Glug

Glug

Glug . . .

A: Blow-Blow-Blow

Q: Who brings good-little goldfish Christmas presents?

Scroll down for the answer . . .

Glug

Glug

Glug . . .

A: Sandy Claws

Q: What do goldfish sing over the holidays?

Scroll down for the answer . . .

Glug

Glug

Glug . . .

A: Christmas Corals

Q: What do goldfish use to tie Christmas bows?

Scroll down for the answer . . .

Glug

Glug

Glug . . .

A: Ribbon Eels

Q: What is Norman’s favorite Christmas Song?

Scroll down for the answer . . .

Glug

Glug

Glug . . .

A: We Fish You a Merry Christmas!

And now that 7-Minute Challenge (notice I didn’t say poetry…)

Happy Fishmas Ho-Ho-Ho!

Who doesn’t want a reason to give out with a big belly roll of a ho-ho-ho ? So for today’s challenge, because tis the season:

Write a finny joke. It can be a holiday joke, like the ones above, or not. But try to write a fish joke—sure it might stink but…Here’s the surprise:

The best fish joke posted here (in the comments) or on KellyBennettBooks wins a book of your choice.

1. Engage Your Silly Bone

2.Set the Time For 7-minutes

3. Have a fintastic time!

Happy Christmas Eve! (Tune in tomorrow for more Fishmas jokes!)

Do you have a question for Norman the Goldfish- about friends, school, pets, family, life in and outside the fishbowl? Send him a letter!

Don’t forget to order your copy of NOT NORMAN: A GOLDFISH STORY and NORMAN: ONE AMAZING GOLDFISH!!

I don’t know about you but I am FREEEEEEEZING!

And I’m dreaming…already…of summer and winter’s just getting started. Imagine, December 21st -ish the shortest night of the year here in the North will be the longest day of the year in the South.

Speaking of the other side of the world: if we were in the Southern Hemisphere, instead of singing about “chestnuts roasting on a open fire” and “riding through a winter wonderland…” we’d be “sunbathers toasting ‘neath a bright orange sun” and “jet skiing through a surfer’s paradise.”

Wonder how much a ticket to Australia, Bora Bora…Jamaica maybe…

Poetry Challenge #101

Ode to a Topsy Tervy Christmas

 Imagine turning this holiday season upside down.

Either by zipping off to the opposite side of the world and celebrating the holiday there—on Safari or a sunny beach somewhere south.

Or by upending your holiday traditions and doing things upside down and backwards.

Write a poem about it. Have fun. Be silly! Sprinkle in some holiday magic dust.

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; just do it.

 *Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge more than 8 years ago. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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This marks the 100th 7-Minute Poetry Challenge!

A 100-hand round of applause to those of you who’ve tried any—all—of the prompts.

(All the prompts are posted & waiting if you’d like to give them a go, or take a look back.)

Poetry Challenge #100

One Hundred Reasons Why . . .

If ours were a kindergarten class, we would each have brought a hundred of one ingredient: toothpicks, cotton balls, acorns, M&Ms ... and mixed them all up into some marvelous creation—trail mix or a wreath, a Fruit Loop necklace. 

As our focus is poetry, let’s do it with words: 

Using one of the following prompts, write a poem. And if you really want to celebrate create a 100 Word Poem!

100 Reasons Why I Love ————-

100 Things I Want to Do Before I Grow up——-

If I were making a 100 Memory Necklace it would include ________.

Set..

Don’t Go!

Congratulations!

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Berries! Silly me…I took a vow this past summer to only buy local produce. That was great during corn season, and green bean days and berry season and pumpkin season… but now what?

The Kingston Trio sang a song called “Raspberries, Strawberries” that you can watch here:

Poetry Challenge #99

Berries!

Which kind of berries are your favorite?

I love blueberries and strawberries—especially in a strawberry rhubarb pie.

I love walking through wild strawberries and smelling the sweet smell underfoot. And scratches are worthwhile for raspberries warmed by the sun.And right now, because the float and don’t spoil quickly and a gorgeous to look at, cranberries are tops.

What about you?

Write a poem about berries—any kind, any form. I bet it will be sweet!

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; just do it.

Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge over 8 years ago. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge, let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

Poetry Challenge #99

 Two Scoops of Thanks

Write a poem of thanks. For? or To whom? is up to you.

The poem must be at least twelve words long—one word beginning with each letter of the word T-H-A-N-K-S-G-I-V-I-N-G.

Yes, it can be longer.

Yes, you can include words that begin with other letters, too.

Yes it can rhyme. . . No it doesn’t have to.

 When you’ve finished, take a moment to polish your poem so you can share it—perhaps later, with pie!

Set Your Timer for 7 Minutes

Start Writing!

Don’t Think About it, just do it!

Happy Thanksgiving! I am grateful for your support!

Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge 3000+ days ago. Now we take turns creating prompts to share with you. Our hope is that creatives—children & adults—will use our prompts as springboards to word play time. If you join us in the Challenge, let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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